Harry Potter's Catastrophe

"Feeling good?" Lockhart frowned and thought for a moment, would it feel good to be struck by lightning? But this student seemed to be jumping around without any trouble, maybe he was really enjoying himself.

"Then how did you deal with it..." By the time he came back to his senses and asked again, Carney had already fled.

"You can run for a while, but you can't run forever. Ask him next time in class!" Lockhart said.

After getting rid of Lockhart, Carney immediately returned to the common room, where Hermione and Harry sat reading.

Many first-year students were also there, reading some basic books, mostly those who traveled through time.

"You didn't go to Hagrid?" Carney sat next to Neville. Hermione was reading "Animagus Transformation" and Neville was reading "The Use of a Thousand Herbs".

"No, we plan to read a hundred books this semester," Neville said.

"Two hundred," Hermione added.

"That's you..." Neville whispered. He didn't see that much. There were only nearly 300 days in one semester, leaving two months of vacation.

After all, I read one book in two days. Is this what people do?

"Is this something a human being does?" Carney complained, feeling unhappy if he didn't complain.

Hermione glared at Carney.

"That's because we Hermione are not ordinary people. Why don't you go to the library." People kept coming and going in the common room. Even though the reading desk was some distance away from other places, there were still some noisy sounds.

"You're not waiting for me, are you?"

"Of course - no." Hermione continued reading.

"Then I'll go back to the dormitory first. I need to take a shower." Although Carney had all the blackened shells opened when he transformed into a lion, and those were gone when he transformed back, he still felt like he needed to take a shower.

Hermione's face turned red as she read, remembering what she had seen on the grass before. Will her skin get better after being struck by lightning?

The principal's office on the eighth floor.

Dumbledore used his wand to control the locket, and pressed his fangs against Slytherin's locket, bursts of black gas emerged.

Fox beside him flapped his wings and jumped away quickly.

There was no more black gas coming out of the locket, and it was full of cracks. Dumbledore threw it into the box, with all the other destroyed Horcruxes inside. "The fourth one."

"Tom, will you be there?" Dumbledore looked at the recent newspaper on the table. A large number of venomous snakes emerged from a certain forest and bitten people in a nearby village.

The Aurors rushed to take the photos. All the people in the village were gone, leaving only the skin and skeleton.

I don’t know why, but the hair on my body was fine after being struck by lightning. If it were just an ordinary thunder flower, it would probably be burnt.

There was no one else in the dormitory. He took out the magic stone and held it in his hand. Using the magic power of the magic stone to restore magic power was of course the fastest nowadays.

Meditation to restore the demon was going on normally, but the surface of the magic stone became strange. The red blood in the stone broke away from the stone and quietly entered Kani's palm.

They turned into tiny red dots and entered Carney's body.

Feeling the magic coming from his hand, Carney began to fuse the magic and turned them into the magic that was most suitable for him. He did not feel anything strange in his hand.

There was an owl hooting from the other side of the window. It must have been the return of Harry's little friend Hedwig, but Carney ignored it.

Hedwig stood at the window and kept shouting towards Carney, staring straight at Carney with her two big eyes.

With the help of the Philosopher's Stone, his magic power quickly returned, and no one returned to the dormitory before dinner.

Harry's Hedwig keeps barking, and he doesn't know what's going on.

Carney stopped meditating and opened his eyes. Hedwig stopped barking and looked towards Hedwig. The silly bird stood on the window and tilted its head to look at him.

The neck won't suddenly rotate 180 degrees. Looking at this scene, Carney thought of the terrifying scene of an owl turning its head 180 degrees.

Behind Silly Bird, the sky outside had turned gray, and Neville's alarm clock had reached past six forty.

He put away the magic stone, but the blood-red color of the magic stone felt lighter, and the corners of the stone were slightly white. He remembered that the stone was completely blood red.

"Maybe it's because of the consumption of magic power." After using it for hundreds of years, Nick Mellor probably knew that the magic power of the Sorcerer's Stone was almost insufficient, so he gave it all to Dumbledore for safekeeping.

Now that I have so many of them, it’s pretty good, and it’s completely enough for him.

"Where did this magic stone come from? A treasure left behind by ancient times? Or a stone dug out of a deep mine? Or an artificial stone?" This thing may only be known to Nick Mele. If you have a chance to meet him, ask him.

After putting away the magic stone and turning over the pillow, Xiao Hei still lay down to sleep.

It must have eaten the good stuff from the basilisk, when it bit the basilisk's neck.

He covered the pillow again and went downstairs to go have dinner with Neville.

"Oh~"

Downstairs, the Gryffindor Quidditch players are welcoming their new member, Harry Potter.

Harry successfully became the Gryffindor Quidditch Chaser. Only two people caught the Golden Snitch throughout the afternoon, one was Harry and the other was fourth-year Lisson Deleo.

However, Harry's time was shorter. At this time, Harry put on the clothes of a Quidditch player, and Colin took pictures beside him.

"It seems I came just in time." Carney went downstairs, "Congratulations Harry."

"We're going to call you upstairs," Neville said.

"Let's go to the restaurant." Fred said congratulations and everyone went to do their own things one after another, and they were going to have a big meal.

Meal time is from 7 to 9 o'clock. Those who don't want to eat that early can go at 8 o'clock. Those who want to eat earlier will have food on the table at 6:50.

"Harry, this Quidditch match depends on you."

"No way, I don't know anything yet." Harry said. Although he had read a lot of Quidditch books and Ron had talked to him a lot, he still felt that he was not very good at the game.

"After training, you will know everything, and the seeker is very critical." George said.

"You just need to catch the Golden Snitch like today, and we will win." Fred added, "Until the opponent's score does not exceed ours by 150 points."

The game ends when you catch the Golden Snitch. The Golden Snitch is worth 150 points. If you are 150 points behind, you won't win if you catch the Golden Snitch and the game will end.

"Huh?" Carney came to his seat and found a candy on the table. The candy was wrapped in pink and looked like a girl with a heart full of heart.

"Whose candy?" Carney's left and right were Seamus Harry, and opposite him was Neville. He picked up the candy and asked Harry, "Did your fans give it to you?"

"How is that possible? This is too shabby. It must not be for me." What Harry said was very reasonable. What he gave to Harry was either a love letter or a photo of himself.

"Seamus, yours?"

"Except for Christmas Day, I basically haven't received anything." Seamus said lightly. This is really a sad story.

"Isn't there still a notice from the college?" Carney comforted.

"That is, if you subscribe to the Daily Prophet for a few years, something will be delivered to you every morning." Ron said with a smile.

"That's not even the money I spent..." Simo turned his grief and anger into appetite and took a bite of noodles.

His eyes turned to Neville.

"Maybe someone gave it to you." Neville said before Carney could ask. It was even less likely that someone gave him candy.

"Someone likes Carney," Ron said.

"Indeed, Carney is so good, it's normal for someone to like him." Fred came over and sat next to Neville, with Hermione on the other side of Neville.

"That's right, Kaniko is in great glory today. It's okay to be struck by lightning. Someone must be deeply attracted by this hand." George also came over with a plate. The second grader next to him changed to another Position, give up the position.

"How do you determine that someone likes Carney? Because of a candy?" Hermione felt that their logic was not rigorous. "Maybe someone else accidentally dropped it here."

"Let's guess who likes Carney," said Fred.

"It must be our Gryffindor," George said.

"Not necessarily. I met Carney before and knew a Hufflepuff girl. They waved to each other," Fred said.

"I think it's a freshman, otherwise why didn't anyone give it to me last semester?" Ron said.

"That's not necessarily true. We killed Slytherin's basilisk this semester. Carney also won the Special Contribution Award. Today he carried the thunder and lightning. This deed will make many girls tempted." Harry retorted, he was I received many love letters, including the following:

You are so amazing. You defeated an evil and terrifying mysterious man at such a young age. You are such a man, so brave, and so admirable!

.....(omit countless)

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Seamus and Neville both nodded. Harry made sense, and they helped open the letter for Harry.

"..." Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, Hermione started eating alone.

"There is another possibility!" Carney put the candy back where it belongs and stared at Fred and George.

"That is, this is a prank. There must be something wrong with this candy." Carney scooped up the candy with a spoon and handed it to Fred. "Come on, experts, try it and see what the effect is."